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I can’t do it yet.

I’m trying to write about my father. I’m trying to write about a potential major mistake that I made. I just published a post that was supposed to cover those topics, but it didn’t. Instead, it was a flashback to 1994. Why? I opened the blank post… saw the cursor blinking… started formulating the title … Continue reading →

Things in need of updating:

1- It is no longer freezing cold, just regular cold. It actually rained today. 2-My brother is back in rehab. Just finished up detox and is proactively creating a future plan with his new counselor. As in, could be classified as genuinely looking forward to go to Florida to a long-term treatment center. This, my … Continue reading →

Fighting demons.

I just got off the phone with my mother. It was one of the saddest conversations we’ve ever had. Sadder than when she called to say my grandfather died. Sadder than the day she told me my 15-year-old dog had to be put to sleep. Sadder than when she told me what kind of person … Continue reading →

What does the inside of your mind look like?

Dearest Kid, I love you… so so so much. I can’t imagine what you must be feeling and thinking right now. Do you feel betrayed? Do you feel alone? You must know that we’re not allowed to contact you, otherwise I would. I can’t help but wonder what you’re thinking about today. I don’t know … Continue reading →

Helpless Heartbreak.

Heartbreak is something I’m all too familiar with in my 27 years of life. Some of which caused by romantic relationships but more often, by my family relationships instead. You may or may not have read earlier in this blog that I have a now non-existent relationship with my Dad, downgraded from a strained relationship … Continue reading →